Jesus had a broken back

but it was okay because he thought he didn't really exist.

"They made me up to satisfy their extreme guilt"

He joked with the disciples. 

 I'm trying not

to smoke or drink

it feels okay 

 Strife;

a brown brow

syncopated cheese balls

aloof and beautiful 

walk the steps Bertrand 

 

 myriad; rejoinder

   Castles burning

73 bootleg

  

 Myriad;

     sniff 

delay

    Top of the News

 Kill

  Drink coffee

    What time is it

  See ya!

 Cross-eyed pimpled 

Oily retard in blue denim jacket

Stealing gas from a Honda accord

"Let's go get high, motherfucker!"

 a pristine 

record album

I'd say never played

original 

somewhere in South Portland 

ME

 The Atlantic Porn

Great swaths of bilious seawater

Incredible scary fish w open mouth

giant teeth

A raft

A dingy

Red sky at noon

Sailors balloon

 a large bowl; a basin

sans opiates 

the Nefertiti of Rimbaud

shot in the wrist by Verlaine

Le Bateau Ivre 

storming and raining 

a large bowl; a basin

 

 What sorry dreams

Sweet casual and 

lurid 

  clad in corduroy like a pontoon boat

     Afraid 

  of nothing   

but time

   and Spanish Steps

   Whiskey and chiffon

      Bent metal

       broken shotgun

     Cigarettes and frosty am's

       Say goodbye to Seville

       get on the plane

and try to sleep

 I strove 

For an inept self

and succeeded drastically

Piles upon piles

Laid to the foundations

Teetering on decaying hopes

the surf pounding unrelentingly 

battering away 

day by day 

Night after night

Minute by minute